Brave.

I had been lost for so long but I had come to finally acknowledge it.

I remember I would cry in-front of the ocean and speak to the wind about my hurt.

The ocean kissed my toes. The wind caressed my skin. The trees towered over me giving me a sense of safety. The sand suctioned me down almost not wanting me to leave.

I realized nature is the most alive thing we know. Our life metaphor. I was lost but I was found. I felt comforted.

Today I found myself staring at the ocean feeling a little lost again. I stood far from the shore. My feet feeling the cold sand beneath me. I said hello to the coldness that has comforted me in the past so many times. I was then again found. 

The ocean pushed itself all the way up to me and kissed my feet reminding me that I am not alone.

I want to apologize to myself for constantly submerging myself in pain.

For allowing myself to self-destruct and give the good parts of myself away.

I am a person who deserves kindness.

I am resilient. I am brave. That’s who I am.

Blessed to only see the good in the world and pray for the not so good of it all.